I’m falling in love again with a little girl named Patsy. I’ve lost touch with her since I grew up. You may say I abandoned her, when I moved on to what was accepted and required. She grew pigtails, climbed trees and built houses in the dirt. We used to play and had a loving, imaginary friend that was always with us. (You’re right ― that’s me.)
I was on my way to an eye appointment this afternoon and heard this on the radio. “I am the greatest!” the little boy said. Sometimes, it takes the pure innocence of a child to teach us the greatest lessons.
There is no arrogance or superiority in those words, when viewed through the eyes of a child. It made me wonder about greatness. What is greatness, anyway? How does it come about? What makes it grow? It seems like I have more questions than answers only because I’ve never truly thought about it before and, when this song came on, it struck me. Continue reading →